“Sneed hears rumbles President-elect Barack Obama’s chief of staff, Rahm Emanuel, is reportedly on 21 different taped conversations by the feds — dealing with his boss’ vacant Senate seat!”

http://www.suntimes.com/news/sneed/index.html

Great work, sir. I salute you.

Blagojevch was caught on tape saying that he wanted the Obama advisor in question to know what Blagojevich wanted in exchange for the Jarrett appointment.

Blagojevich said, “He asks me for the fifth CD thing, I want it to be in his head.” Emanuel represents the 5th Congressional District in Illinois.

http://www.suntimes.com/news/p.....ma/1326788

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Emanuel, Blagojevich Aides Discussed Senate Seat

After Election, Obama Team Relayed List of Acceptable Candidates; No Evidence There Was Any Illegal Quid Pro Quo

By Jonathan Weisman, Naftali Bendavid and Cam Simpson

Barack Obama had begun thinking about his Senate successor even before the presidential election, and dispatched Rahm Emanuel days after the vote to contact aides of Illinois Gov. Rod Blagojevich to begin talking up Mr. Obama’s preferred candidates, associates of Mr. Emanuel said this weekend.

Mr. Emanuel, a congressman from Chicago, had been approached about being Mr. Obama’s White House chief of staff the week before the election, though he hadn’t yet officially decided to take the post. Nonetheless, the issue of Mr. Obama’s Senate replacement was sensitive enough that senior Obama aides wanted to keep the matter within the circle of Illinois political figures, according to people familiar with campaign deliberations at the time.

Among those in Mr. Obama’s inner circle, Mr. Emanuel had one of the closest relationships to Mr. Blagojevich, a Democrat. He had succeeded Mr. Blagojevich in 2002 to the House seat that covered Chicago’s near north side.

Mr. Emanuel didn’t talk to Mr. Blagojevich directly about the matter, by phone or in person, according to people familiar with the matter. He spoke by phone with aides to the governor, those people say.

Neither Mr. Emanuel nor representatives of the transition team would comment for this article.

The Chicago Tribune reported Saturday that Mr. Emanuel relayed to Mr. Blagojevich’s team a list of candidates who would be acceptable to the Obama camp, and that these conversations were captured on a tape possessed by U.S. Attorney Patrick Fitzgerald. There is no evidence that this was part of a deal or quid pro quo.

As these revelations emerged, Republicans on Sunday sought to take advantage of Mr. Blagojevich’s troubles by pushing for a special election to fill Mr. Obama’s Senate seat, which would deprive Democrats of the chance to name their own candidate. Such an election could cost upward of $30 million. But Republican Congressman-elect Aaron Schock of Peoria said on a conference call with reporters, “You can’t put a price tag on good government.”

Meanwhile, leaders of the Illinois General Assembly have said they will begin impeachment proceedings Monday, as well as introduce bills to set a special election for the Senate seat and to strip the governor of his authority to fill the seat. Illinois Attorney General Lisa Madigan filed papers Friday with the state Supreme Court seeking to strip Mr. Blagojevich of his powers.

Mr. Blagojevich’s spokesman on Sunday denied rumors that the governor will step down Monday. “I’m sure that he’s not resigning,” Lucio Guerrero said. Instead, Mr. Blagojevich intends to be in his Chicago office Monday signing a bill to give tax credits to film makers if they come to Illinois.

The conversations between Mr. Emanuel and Blagojevich aides on the Senate vacancy were the latest chapter in a long, if not particularly close, relationship between the Illinois governor and one of the state’s most prominent congressmen. As two rising stars of the Illinois Democratic Party — Mr. Blagojevich is now 52 years old; Mr. Emanuel is 49 — it was natural that they would have contact over the years.

Now the conversations about the Senate seat may be central to whether Mr. Blagojevich’s legal and political problems will spill over and affect the president-elect before he even takes office. The discussions themselves don’t suggest anything improper, legal experts say. Obama advisers say it was natural for the president-elect to take an interest in his successor.

Obama advisers also said they assumed that some of Mr. Emanuel’s conversations with Blagojevich aides were caught on tape, since it was widely known Mr. Blagojevich was under federal investigation and that likely meant his communications were being monitored. …

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But the Messiah said there was “no contact,” regardless of whether it was a quid pro quo or not.

(I figured you were kidding.)

By the way, did you write any of Obamy’s self-indulgent autobiogs?

“Honey? Where’s the f***in’ toothpaste?” queried Governor Blagojevitch, with his customary eloquence.

“That kinda information’s worth somethin’, pal” answered his devoted spouse. “You gotta pay ta play, motherf***er”.

“Just tell me where the f*** it is, okay?”

“Pay me, a**hole”.

“Nevvamind, I f***in’ found it. Thanks anyway”.

“And all I get’s appreciation? F*** you, Rod”.
**

Earlier that day, at the luxurious mansion of Big Barry Obama, Boss of Bosses, a top secret meeting was held.

“I’m here for the top secret meeting” whispered Rahm “The Racoon” Emanuel (so called both for the dark circles beneath his eyes and for his habit of rooting in other people’s garbage). “Hope I’m not late”.

“C’mon in, Racoon” said Big Barry, always the gracious host. “Mi casa es su casa” he said in the fluent MexAmerican he wants us all to speak. “Wanna smoke?”

“Um, thanks, Boss” said the Racoon, who didn’t smoke but knew better than to argue. “Mmmm…smooth” he gagged.

The chain smoking ganglord ushered the frail poilitico into the meeting room, with its pool tables, pinball machines and gun rack. “I tink youse knows all my top advisors: Vito, Gino, Benny, Master Yoda…”

“Troubled be your heart, young Obama” croaked the green dwarf. “Wise counsel do ye seek”.

“Shut up, Yoda. Now, I called youse guys here because of dis problem wid Rod. His big potty mouth could derail all my plans to expand Our Thing nationwide. He needs getting’ rid of!”

“But Boss” stammered Gino. “Da Feds have got him on ice. He’s untouchable”.

“Nobody’s untouchable!” cried Big Barry. “Nobody! And I ain’t going ta jail – I’m too pretty ta do hard time”.

“Um, if I may…?” stammered the Racoon, holding up his hand. “There is someone who may be able to help us; a disposal specialist. You know of whom I speak”.

“Youse mean Hilly 3 Fingers? Yeah! Dat’s great! D’youse tink she’ll take da contrack?”

“She makes Frank Nitti look like Mr Rogers” said the Racoon. “If anyone can do it, she can”.

“Okay. Get her on da phone” commanded Big Barry. “And try ta make sure it ain’t tapped dis time”.
**
At the Georgetown townhouse she shared with her “body woman” Huma, the telephone rang and Hilly 3 Fingers (so called because, well…you know) our nation’s Secretary of State Designate, answered.

“What? Oh hi, Racoon. Yeah, I heard. Uh huh. Yeah, I’ll take it. How much? Double it. That’s better. Okay; gimme the details…uh huh. No sweat. Bye.”

“Who was on the phone, baby?” asked Huma, looking especially alluring in that little French maid outfit Hillary liked her to wear around the house.

“Nobody. I’ve gotta go out of town on business. Pack my overnight bag and my ninja pantsuit, okay?”

“But what about our special time?” asked Huma, holding up the handcuffs, the shackles, the battery powered accessories with their curious attachments and the enormous wooden pizza paddle. “You promised”.

“There’ll be plenty of time for deviant loveplay later, my little Amazon” said Hillary. “Now get my work stuff ready”.

“Oh poo” pouted Huma.
**
As darkness fell over Chicago a shadowy figure shrouded in black crept toward the luxurious mansion of Da Governor, with its marble floors, crystal chandeliers and paintings on the richest velvet.

Eluding the dozing guards and with many an “ooof” and a “whoa” the shadowy figure, who appeared somewhat heavy in the seat, eventually made its way up the side of the building and toward the open bathroom window. Silently, an arm slid over the window frame and fastened its talons upon the tube of Crest which lay adjacent to the golden, swan-shaped taps. A needle flashed in the moonlight and the tube, now pumped full of deadly cyanide, was returned to its place.

“Hehehe” snickered the lesbian ninja, before dropping awkwardly yet noiselessly into the rose bushes.
**
“Rod? Are youse f***in’ comin’ ta bed or what?” called Mrs Blago.

“In a f***in’ minute. I came here ta clean things up” he said, brushing vigorously. “Hey, thish stuff tashtes pretty f***in’ funny” he spluttered. “Is thish (cough) our ushual (choke) brand…?”

Thud.

“Rod? Rod? What’re you doing on the f***in’ floor? Quit kidding around. Rod? ROD!”

Analogy: S&L is like smoking crack (so I’ve heard) – once is all it takes…

lol

Col.

We’re in a dog fight & we’re outnumbered 4 to 1. With numbers like that, no one cares about the shoot down.

Your gesture reveals a good character.
… from sound principles!

Not something you’d see on any lib site – or from any Lib!

On with the show friend!

Yes – I was somewhat kidding….lol